The gift was completed and the bride sent it to the bridal chamber. The groom returned to toast the guests.

Mrs. Lin's eyes never left Pei Feng throughout the whole process.

Until the afternoon, except for a group of young people with good relationships, who wanted to stay and make a wedding chamber, the others either left or were taken back to the village to continue eating.

Mrs. Lin was reluctant to leave.

Pan Yu saw her feelings and whispered, "Mom, today is really not the time. Why don't we find an inn in the town and come back tomorrow?"

Mrs. Lin nodded, "Okay."

That night, Fang Yu took the lead and had another bridal chamber in the middle of the night.

As a veteran, Liu Meiyu knew that the newcomer had more important tasks, so she suggested, "You are busy welcoming and seeing off the bride early in the morning. You must be tired and hungry now. In this way, we will go to the kitchen to get some food and make trouble after eating, okay?"

After saying that, he gave Pei Feng a wink.

Pei Feng was already exhausted and hurriedly answered, "Yes, yes, you go and eat something first. Only when you have enough food can you get excited!"

When Fang Yu heard that it made sense, he took a few brothers out.

As soon as he left the door, he heard a clang on his back, but Pei Feng tied the door to death.

Fang Yu shouted treacherously, and was about to go to the groom who was killing the donkey from the door to make a good argument. A soft and gentle voice advised, "It's almost 3 o'clock in the morning. If the fuss continues, the neighbors should have any objections. We made some dumplings, everyone had lunch, or went home to rest, or found an empty house here for one night, and then continued to be lively tomorrow."

Fang Yu looked sideways and saw a round-faced girl of fifteen or sixteen years old. She didn't recognize anyone she was. She thought she was a relative of the Qin family.

He was embarrassed and said embarrassedly, "You have been tired for a day, so eat by yourself, we're leaving."

The girl smiled and said, "No, you have it all wrapped, you can eat it after water. The weather is still hot, and you can't put it tomorrow if you don't eat it. I'll waste it."

Fang Yu had no choice but to bring a group of little brothers to the kitchen with the girl.

Sure enough, I smelled a scent of dumplings.

I also knew the girl's name, Wang Jinxiu, the cousin of the bride's uncle's family.

While eating dumplings, a junior brother pounded Fang Yu with his elbow, "Brother Fang, will we still have a bridal chamber later?"

"You're a big-headed ghost! It's dawn any more, how can I get married?"

The junior brother stuck out his tongue, "It wasn't you who made the most trouble before..."

Didn’t I see this Miss Wang before...

Qin Muxiu didn't like to stay at other people's houses, so he drove a donkey cart with Zhao Jiner home.

In August, it was still hot and hot. After a busy day, the couple was sweating.

Qin Muxiu asked Zhao Jin'er to rest. He went to boil water. After boiling, he got it into the bucket, and then called her to come and take a shower.

Even though he had been married for so long, Zhao Jin'er was still ashamed, "My husband, go out."

Qin Muxiu had no intention of going out, "Your head is bad, you have to wash your hair. If I don't help you, you won't be able to clean it."

Zhao Jiner thought about it, so she didn't like to sleep with a bad head, so she had to ask Qin Muxiu for help.

The little wife sat in the bathtub in white and tender, her hair was scattered, wet and spread on her shoulders, like thick ink seaweed wrapped around the beautiful squid.

Qin Muxiu had dry throat and hair: I was so full that I came to wash my hair for her, but it was not her own who was uncomfortable.

"My husband, it hurts a little behind my ears. Please help me see what's wrong."

The little girl didn't know how attractive she was. She lifted up a handful of wet hair without knowing how to escape, revealing her neck that was so white that it couldn't even be hung with water droplets, and leaned towards the man.

"A small bump, a little red."

Qin Muxiu said, dripping a little bit and applying it.

I was injured when I was a child, so Old Mrs. Qin disinfected him like this.
Chapter completed!